Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Algeria and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Roger Hodgson to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All the Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Detroit Cobras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Bauhaus,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Flipper,
Andrew Hill,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Main Source,
The Fuzztones,
Henry Cow,
Dave Gahan,
The Dirtbombs,
The Offenders,
Swell Maps,
The Cure,
Harmonia,
Cluster,
AZ,
Public Enemy,
Amazonics,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Thompson Twins,
DJ Style,
The Black Dice,
Altered Images,
Qualms,
The Index,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Letta Mbulu,
The Remains,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sister Nancy,
Marc Almond,
U.S. Maple,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Cowsills,
The Young Rascals,
Reagan Youth,
Faust,
Peter & Gordon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Gap Band,
Unwound,
Rakim,
T. Rex,
Graham Central Station,
Duran Duran,
Neil Young,
The Count Five,
Sex Pistols,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Fugazi,
Malaria!,
Gang of Four,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Bar-Kays,
Swans,
Scion,
Stockholm Monsters,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.